Chapter 162

"Lord Zhuang is so powerful!"

"Oh, my God!"

"Flying Tigers training is so tired!"

"I want to practice!"

A week after the Flying Tigers were officially established.

A team of police officers, wearing black training clothes and holding guns, ran on the playground.

They were covered in mud. It seemed that they had just climbed out of the mud pit.

"Da Da!"

Zhuang Shikai shot a string of bullets into the sky with a gun in one hand.

As the training instructor of the flying tigers, he is qualified to use the semi-automatic rifle and other equipment of the flying tigers on the training ground.

The four ghost instructors stood with their arms around their chests, their muscles burst out of their sleeves, and stared at the trainees with a serious face.

"Come on! hurry up! Hurry up! "

Zhuang Shikai roared, the players tightened their hips, took their last breath and hurriedly accelerated their pace.

"Come on, come on!"

"Still not fast enough!"

"Are you ants! I don't think you should call the flying tigers! Change it into an ant team! "

Zhuang Shikai roared, and the players flushed and wailed.

The training programs of the Flying Tigers this week include "command", "Bomb removal", "cooperation in attack", "general knowledge of firearms" and so on.

There are both liberal arts and martial arts.

Practice a bunch of bastards badly enough.

Unfortunately, only worse, not the worst.

Previously, the training subjects formulated by ghost commander belong to conventional "special subjects".

In terms of the overall quality of the flying tigers, although they are very tired, they can bear it.

But today, instructor Zhuang had his first class. As soon as he had class, he gave a hard blow to a group of "Flying Tigers".

Whistle at three in the morning!

"Water prison training", "rapid landing rescue", "real blasting and bomb removal", "helicopter hanging in the air"

After a set of basic operations, there are "raw meat lunch" and "cicada cocoon dinner" waiting for them!

These training plans made by Zhuang Shikai in advance, even the chief instructor of ghost guy secretly spoke after reading them, and felt whether it would be too much.

can't! Absolutely not! Zhuang Shikai will not only give kindness but no power to these little tigers. He must kill all their prestige before he can make them obey in the future.

Only the combination of grace and power! To let them know the power of the officer!

During the training, several ghost players who dared to resist were also lifted up their cuffs and brought into the infirmary by Zhuang Shikai. After all, it's so simple to pull out a prick.

Now, no matter the ghost guy or the Chinese, they all shut up and only dare to bite their teeth. No one dares to disagree with instructor Zhuang.

In the future, "devil training day" will become a substitute for instructor Zhuang's training day, and terrorist training such as "devil week" and "devil exercise" are waiting for them

Police officers who can't hold up will be eliminated from the flying tigers!

"No way."

"No way..."

At this time, Zhou Xingxing fell breathlessly at the last of the team and was taking the opportunity to be lazy.

"Dada dada."

Zhuang Shikai lowered the muzzle and shot a string of bullets behind Zhou Xingxing's ass.

"No! I can! "

Zhou Xingxing was startled, and a force burst out, dada, accelerated for a while, and rushed back to the team.

"Ha ha."

"Fight me."

Zhuang Shikai sneered at the corners of his mouth.

Although the "shooting club" has not been built yet, the combination of en Wei and Shi is already in progress.

In private, he has assisted several Flying Tigers with ordinary family and financial difficulties, and then slowly deepened contacts. Finally, when the "shooting club" is completed, it will be good to put everyone under the door.

……

evening.

Flying Tigers training is over.

Zhuang Shikai taught the Flying Tigers a lesson and told them that the world was dangerous.

Then he took a bath, put on his clothes and went to Yunlai teahouse for dinner.

May is now the general manager of the "counter customer" shoe store. She is a little busy. But she enjoyed it and didn't feel lucky or bitter.

It's just that there's less time for dinner in two days.

As a result, Zhuang Shikai often found a place to eat in the restaurant outside.

At this time, he walked into the store in a suit, ordered a pot of green tea and several cages of tea, and leaned back on his chair to rest.

The Flying Tigers have no 24-hour training. As a Chinese instructor, he has classes for a few days a month. And after class, you can leave the station and leave the rest of the daily management to the ghost instructors.

After all, he is not a full-time instructor, but a consultant instructor. The real core of the profession is the affairs of the plainclothes section of Kowloon district. Of course, the days he was responsible for training were definitely the most miserable days for the Flying Tigers.

"It tastes good."

"Master, your craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Soon, Zhuang Shikai ordered shrimp dumplings, chicken feet and barbecue buns.

The waiter put the last spare ribs with minced garlic on the table and hurriedly pushed the car away.

Zhuang Shikai picked up chopsticks, took a sip of tea shop and a cup of green tea, and had a leisurely and happy dinner.

As a time-honored brand in central, Yunlai teahouse must have a good taste. If it is not right, it will not survive in the mouth of a group of gluttonous people in central.

It's worth it. He drove around after work in recent days and specially came to Yunlai teahouse for dinner. Besides, shrimp dumplings are more delicious than ordinary teahouses.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai was eating shrimp dumplings. The fresh and smooth shrimp popped in his mouth and swallowed it with a chewy dumpling skin.

"Sip." He is raising his cup and taking a sip of tea.

When he put down his tea cup, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall woman in a red shirt sitting in the corner.

"Eh?"

"Why is she here?"

Zhuang Shikai fell silent and quietly ate tea.

Soon, Deng Tianbo, the leader of winning streak, also came to the teahouse with a group of people.

Zhuang Shikai sat alone in the hall, while the red shirted woman and Deng Tianbo sat at the side of the big round table for dinner and chat.

The large round table in the teahouse is an elegant room, separated from the scattered table in the hall with a huge carved screen, which plays a barrier role.

"I came to talk about white powder."

Zhuang Shikai held a teacup in his hand and thought a little.

Recently, based on some rumors and changes on the road, he probably knows who the woman in white met in Tin Hau Temple is

The famous new dealer "Rose" in the white powder industry on the road.

In the past, even Shengsheng's white powder came from Chaozhou porridge. Now Deng Tianbo meets her, which means that he and Liansheng will buy from "Rose"?

In just a few months, she not only made a market, but also managed one of the four major societies. This woman called rose is really capable.

However, after all, those who sell powder sell powder. After learning the identity of the other party, Zhuang Shikai is unlikely to take the initiative to find the other party, let alone provoke a female drug dealer for a "lust".

After all, the relationship between black and white is different, and there can be no pure feelings between them. If there is any relationship, the relationship is not necessarily mixed with interests.

Hehe, the last time we met, rose was wearing a white suit, like a white rose in a cold eye. Today, I am wearing a red suit and red high heels. I feel tempting, like a red rose that stirs desire and makes people stir.

"Wait."

"Isn't she coming for me?"

Zhuang Shikai looked at the scene in progress. He suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity and suddenly guessed a possibility.